Taken

Prologe

This book contains mature topics and themes yada yada yada. I'm gonna guess y'all know the drill by now. So if you don't like that kinda stuff, I would recommend not reading this book.

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Cassie's life has been a constant of one disaster after another. She was raised by a single mother working three jobs just to make ends meet. She learned early in life the value of a dollar, and that she had to work hard for the things she wanted in life. Her mother tried to give her the best life possible always encouraging her to study hard and make something more of herself. She would pull extra shifts just so Cassie could attend music lessons once a week. Music was Cassie's safe space. Somewhere where she could be away from the world and in her own head.

Sadly before Cassie could graduate her mother passed and she was left with nothing. Spending her senior year couch surfing through friends. All she wanted was to graduate with the rest of her class, and get the hell out of her small town.

Cassie believed college would be the best fresh start she could get, and the best way to honor her mother. And it was, she threw herself into her studies, making the deans list each semester. All of her teachers loved her. She never had any downtime. If she wasn't locked away in her room studying, she was our bar hopping with her friends trying the latest spots out for the night.

Everything was perfect. That is up until she met Ryan. At first he was the perfect guy. Holding open doors, buying flowers, impressing all her friends, even helping her study, and pitching in to put her through college when things got hard. However, as soon as things seemed too good to be true he switched up.

Opening her door turned into arguments about his suspicion of her seeing other people. Flowers, turned into bruises littered across her body. Impressing her friends, turned into him yelling at her to cut everyone off just to spend time with him. Not knowing any better she stayed clinging onto the hope that he would go back to his perfect self. Convincing herself every slap to the face was just his way of expressing love. Up until he left, leaving her passed out on the floor, the blood pooling from her face.

Since his departure Cassie has lived constantly looking over her shoulder. Just praying for him to not show up again. What seems like every night being haunted by the memories of the nightmare he was. He flipped her upside down bringing on the panic attacks, nightmares, anxiety, and the quite overwhelming sense of being completely and utterly alone. So one night when her whole world gets turned upside down, she just doesn't know what to do with herself.